Providence is no Baltimore. In Baltimore, 5:00pm is prime time for friendly loitering. Our residential street was full of people young and old, filled with stories and complaints. If a kittycat was desired and not forthcoming, a sympathetic neighbor was sure to procure a mangy beast for a toddler's enjoyment. In contrast, our Providence street was quiet. We saw one fleeting kittycat, and someone smoking while wrapped in a blue surgical gown (we live near a hospital).
Hopefully as the weather gets warmer, others will join us on watch.